Beautiful Autumn is dead and gone - Weep for her! Calm, and gracious, and very fair, With sunny robe and with shining hair, And a tender light in her dreamy eye,...
To pray as Jesus prayed, When faithless brethren sleep, - To weep the ruin sin has made - The only ones that weep, - To bear the heavy cross, - To toil, yet murmur not, -...
Upon the plain of Dura stood an image great and high, With golden forehead broad and bright beneath the morning sky; All regal in its majesty and kingly in its mien,...
I will not despair while thou rulest the storm, Though the red lightning stream o'er the cloud's sable-breast, For I catch through the darkness bright gleams of thy form,...
Nay, I will not let thee go, Though the midnight glideth slow, - Though the darkness deep and long Dim the sight and hush the song, On thy tender, faithful breast, Find I still my perfect rest -...
Our field is the world! - let us forth to the sowing, O'er valley and mountain, o'er desert and plain, Beside the still waters through cool meadows flowing, O'er regions unblest by the dew and the rain; -...
The Wind god, Eolus, sat one morn In his cavern of tempests, quite forlorn, He'd been ill of a fever a month and a day, And the sun had been having things all his own way,...
Standing alone by the highway side, Stately, and stalwart, and tempest-tried, Staunch of body and strong of bough, Fronting the sky with an honest brow, King of the forest and field is he -...
Dark was the world when from the bowers Of forfeit Eden man went forth, With aching heart and blighted powers, To till the sterile soil of earth; Yet, even then, a glimmering light...
Yes, the weary earth shall brighten - Brighten in the perfect day, And the fields that now but whiten, Golden glow beneath the ray! Slowly swelling in her bosom, Long the precious seed has lain, -...